I'm really not the carpenter emperor

At this time, dozens of corpses of Zhenglan Banner armored soldiers were lying around the carriage, and the two Ba Yala guards were even worse, and they could not even recognize their appearance.

He speeded up and stepped forward to open the curtain of the carriage.

"Mukush!!" Nurhachi roared loudly.

Mang Gurtai's heart trembled, and he hurriedly stepped forward to check, and found that the carriage was empty, and the bodies of the two people were not found, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground:

"Father Khan calm down, I will lead my troops to annihilate Mao Wenlong!"

Nurhachi sat on the carriage panting heavily and did not speak.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. This Dongjiang thief had become Da Jin's nightmare at some point.

In fact, when Nurhachi rushed back with an army of [-], Mao Wenlong had already plunged into the dense forest and left with the results of the battle.

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According to historical records, there are fairy mountains on the sea.

It is rumored that it circles [-] miles up and down, [-] miles away on average, and [-] miles away in between.

These three islands are called Penglai, Yingzhou, and Fangzhang.

The three islands are probably the abodes of immortals, they go up and down with the tides, the mist is faint and hard to find, no one sees them again today, and I don't know where they are lost.

The mouth of the Yalu River is separated from the Korean Peninsula by a narrow strip of water. There are several isolated islands to be found, the widest ones are more than a hundred miles away.

There is a mountain spring in the island, which does not reach the sea, but is light and edible.

There is a wilderness in the island, the soil is fertile and can be cultivated, and it is suitable to reclaim the fields.

After Mao Wenlong won the great victory in Zhenjiang, the Houjin soldiers chased after him and fled all the way, even to North Korea.

In December of the 48th year of Wanli, the Hou Jin army crossed the frozen Yalu River and entered North Korea to hunt down Mao Wenlong.

Mao Wenlong lost a small battle and retreated to Anju, North Korea.

Hearing this, King Li Hun of North Korea feared that Mao Wenlong would bring Houjin disaster into North Korea, and repeatedly persuaded him to go to Hayden Island.

Mao Wenlong considered that the Houjin soldiers were not familiar with water warfare, so he settled in an unnamed isolated island, led the army and the people to kill all the tigers, snakes and beasts on the island, trained troops to fortify, and reclaimed fields.

In this troubled time, the people of Liao, who had been ravaged and humiliated by the later Jin Dynasty, all reappeared in the Penglai Fairy Mountain in Liaozuo, and their sons and daughters were all involved in the island.

For a time, housing was very popular on the island.

Zhu Youxiao issued an imperial decree to appoint Mao Wenlong as the chief guard of Dongjiang. This isolated island was officially included in the territory of Ming Dynasty from then on.

Today, the formerly desolate and abandoned poor island with the cold smoke of weeds has become an important military center of the Ming Dynasty, which has caused Houjin a lot of headaches.

After returning to the island, the various armies in Dongjiang Town will start to take stock of the spoils of this "pounding nest", not afraid of Jiannu's possible counterattack at all.

In the school grounds, there were voices one after another.

"My department captured 180 real Tatar heads, [-] Tatar horses, and more than [-] pigs and sheep each—"

"My department, captured—"

After the generals finished speaking, Mao Wenlong immediately smiled and said: "Reward the troops, count the results of the battle, send them to the capital together with these two women, and hand them over to the emperor!"

At this time, Mao Chenglu came and laughed loudly:

"I see. This woman is Nurhaci's fourth daughter, Mukushi. That little girl is the daughter of her and Buzhantai. What's her name...Ulanara, Jihaier!"

"Caught Nu Chief's daughter and granddaughter?" Mao Wenlong was also a little surprised when he heard this.

Before that, he only thought that it should be Jianzhou Xungui, but he didn't expect that it was Nu Chief's own daughter and granddaughter.

When the words fell to the ground, the Dongjiang army was full of joy, which was really a surprise.

Seeing everyone laughing heartily, Mao Wenlong gradually showed bitterness in his eyes.

This time, to assist Liaoshen's "cracking the nest", the battle was fruitful, but after turning back, more than [-] Liao people were rescued from the Houjin camp on the island.

Everyone is waiting to eat with their mouths open.

There is not much food and grass on the island, and the supply of one meal every three days is already the limit. Once these 2000 people come, it is afraid that they can only last for less than three months.

He has repeatedly asked the Ministry of War to allocate more money for Dongjiang, but all of them ended up in the sea.

In contrast, Guangning, where the Right Counselor Wang Huazhen is stationed, has not seen any major or minor wars for several months, but the steady stream of support is still being sent in order.

The reason for this is naturally because Wang Huazhen is an important member of the Donglin Party, and Ye Xianggao's favorite student.

Wang Xiangqian and Zhang Minghe, the two ministers of the Ministry of War, were both the backbone of Donglin, so they naturally favored Wang Huazhen.

And Mao Wenlong, although he was praised by the emperor for the great victory in Zhenjiang, he was born in a rash and was not liked by the officials in the court, just like Xiong Tingbi, the current governor of Liaodong.

The two people are sick and pity each other, and it is all because the emperor is wise that they are able to retaliate today.

Thinking about it now, I'm afraid that the Ministry of War did not pay enough attention to the previous memorials, and it is even more impossible for the emperor to know the plight of Dongjiang Town today.

He could only hide these words in his heart, and speaking out would only ruin the good situation.

Mao Wenlong, who was thinking about things, gradually froze the smile on his face, and the knife-like Sichuan character between his brows became more and more prominent. The sea breeze with blood and gunpowder smoke seemed to blow his face into a rock.

For a long time, he looked at those little soldiers who were celebrating so much that they were able to have food for several months because of "cracking the nest", and walked back to the tent in silence.

"Master."

Mao Wenlong turned his head when he heard the words, and found that a soldier was calling him. Seeing that the soldier looked troubled, he first asked:

"What's the matter with you?"

The soldier hesitated for a moment, and said bitterly: "We came out and rescued dozens of female slaves from the Liao people. They were all captured by Jian captives before. It's very miserable..."

Mao Wenlong nodded: "As usual."

After saying that, he was about to turn his head, but he heard the soldier crying softly behind him.

This handsome seven-foot man, who once lived and died with Mao Wenlong, killed captives and entered the island, but at this moment, with tears in his eyes, he said:

"They want to die wholeheartedly, saying that before they die, they only hope to see the general, that Marshal Mao who was personally appointed as the general soldier of Dongjiang by the emperor of Ming Dynasty."

Mao Wenlong's heart trembled, and he didn't say much.

After a while, Mao Wenlong took Mao Chenglu and several generals to the shore of Phi Island, and found a group of women gathered beside several small boats.

The closer he got, the more Mao Wenlong didn't dare to look at it, the more pain in his heart, and the flaming hatred swept up.

At this moment, he wished he could tear Jiannu into pieces.

The women depended on each other, and no matter how Dongjiang soldiers tried to persuade them, they refused to enter the island.

Mao Wenlong walked in and saw that they were unkempt, disheveled, covered in cow and horse feces, and had an unusual stench.

The most shocking ones even had two bowl-shaped black sores on their chests. The two places on their chests were cut off by Jianlu jokingly, and they became inflamed and festered, even breeding maggots.

Even the Dongjiang soldiers, who had experienced battles and were used to seeing life and death, were all shocked at this moment. They were silent and clenched their fists tightly.

A woman raised her head and looked at Mao Wenlong.

At this moment, Mao Wenlong's eyebrows moved slightly, trying his best to restrain his emotions that were about to burst out.

The Liao woman in front of her is in the prime of her life, her undamaged eyes reflect the waves of the sea, and she probably was once a carefree lady in Tang and Song dynasties.

Now her body, her life, had already been burned to ashes by the fire, and only the hatred and numbness remained in her whole body.

And listen to her:

"General... the slaves know that the food on the island is almost exhausted, and they don't want to implicate the army, so I beg the general to be fulfilled, burn the slaves' bodies into the fire, and send them back to the south..."

"I want to see that prosperous age again, the prosperous age of the Ming Dynasty... General, if there is an afterlife, I will repay you with a straw title ring!"

Mao Wenlong raised his head, took a deep breath, held the saber at his waist with one hand, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible:

"Do you have relatives on the island, what are your unfulfilled wishes?"

Hearing this, the woman grinned, she opened her bloody mouth, her eyes flashed like a sharp sword.

At this time, the sea breeze was blowing, the waves smashed against the rocks suddenly, and the waves shattered into a thousand layers of snow.

"General! Restore the soil! Restore the soil!"

The voices of the girls pierced the hearts of every soldier of the Dongjiang Army present and lingered for a long time.

Restoration, restoration...

Volume [-] Beginning of the Dynasty

Chapter 52 Gao Panlong's Song

The sea clothes were stained with blood, and the raging fire burned the remains.

Not long after, Dongjiang soldiers gathered an altar of ashes in their arms, buried the tattered clothes of the girls before they were alive, and stood quietly on the bank.

"Restore the earth, restore the earth..."

Mao Wenlong was standing on the stone, facing the endless sea waves, looking around, the screams of the girls were still ringing in his ears.

Even though his heart is pierced by a knife, he still has to show tenacity and determination in front of the soldiers and civilians of the whole island.

When Mao Wenlong was sighing, Mao Chenglu went back and took a thin blanket to protect him from the cold, and stood quietly around with more than two hundred soldiers.

For a long time, Mao Wenlong's muffled voice came along with the waves:

"The Liaodong mansion report has arrived, Puhe and Shenyang have fallen, and You Shigong and He Shixian have died in battle... In this way, it is inevitable that Xiong Jinglue will be impeached by the officials again."

He turned his back to the officers and men, but he didn't see their faces, and he could vaguely hear the grief in his voice.

When Mao Chenglu heard this, he recalled it.

Mao Shuai came out of Guangning back then, and Xiong Tingbi, the current Liaodong manager, had also been recommended by the secretary.

Thinking of this, he was at a loss for words and didn't know how to comfort him.

"I want to go to Shu, please send the supervisor to Dongjiang."

Mao Chenglu was startled and said: "What is the reason for the commander? Since ancient times, the general hates the supervision of the army the most. The emperor hasn't mentioned it yet, so why do we have to invite ourselves?"

Mao Wenlong still didn't look back, and said coldly: "The group of civil servants, just because the Holy Spirit gave me the commander-in-chief, started to slander and slander me in every possible way."

"Although the slave soldiers retreated, two general soldiers died in battle, countless villages and forts were destroyed, and tens of thousands of people were taken into captivity. Who will bear the blame?"

"Xiong Jinglue can't protect himself this time around. I can't sit still. Why don't I ask the emperor to send a supervising army to the island to see for myself who is fighting for the country!"

When Mao Chenglu heard the words, he had nothing to say.

Some of the dogs and dogs in the imperial court are something he doesn't understand at all...

Hai RI was born at night, Jiang Chun entered the old year, Mao Chenglu looked at the figure of Mao Wenlong in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I saw the gloomy dawn, the red light was like blood, Mao Wenlong seemed to be integrated with the boundless world, and his body was covered with morning clouds.

Amid the deafening sound of slapping the shore, Mao Chenglu also let out a long sigh, and murmured in a voice only audible to himself:

"The country has kept officials for 300 years, the country is in danger, and the people are piled up with corpses. Civil and military only plan to eliminate dissidents, and do not count foreign invasion. Only the country and the country are quick to privately anger and fight against the same room."

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In the Forbidden City at the turn of spring and summer, vermilion walls and green trees, Qionglouyuyu, and its unique royal elegance can be seen everywhere.

Inside the palace walls, only the gradually growing Maemis and the yellow warblers among the tree crowns are making a little noise.

In the Xinuang Pavilion, Zhu Youxiao took off his uniform and big hat, only wearing summer clothes, a net scarf and a jade crown, and was reading a book carefully in one hand.

At hand, there are the good news and memorials from Dongjiang quietly.

In his spare time recently, besides going hunting in Nanhaizi, Zhu Youxiao also often sits quietly and reads to recuperate his mind.

When Zhu Youjiao saw the Xingfu, he calmed down and focused on it.

Just waiting for this moment, Wang Tiqian rushed over with the documents in his hands, and shouted loudly outside the pavilion: "Your Majesty, Gao Panlong, the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, please!"

Zhu Youxiao paused in his hands, and slowly raised his head, with a faint gloomy expression in his brows.

I just received the Liaodongtang newspaper yesterday, and today the Donglin party is going to make trouble.

Immediately, Zhu Youxiao put down the books in his hand, changed into regular clothes in Dongnuange, and went to the Wenhua Hall to meet Gao Panlong, one of the four ministers of the Taichang Emperor.

Last year, when he first traveled through time, Gao Panlong had a great reputation in the court because he strongly advised Xi Li Xuan to move the palace.

For more than half a year, Zhu Youxiao promoted the Wei family with the intention of secretly suppressing him.

"Your Majesty." Gao Panlong clasped his hands and played: "I heard that Your Majesty intends to send his ministers to Dongjiang to supervise the army. My Taizu Emperor Gao has issued repeated orders to strictly prohibit internal and external exchanges between the court."